Chun Yuji and Fan Youming shot almost at the same time, and with a crisp sound of metal, the tip of the sword touched the tip of the sword.

Chun Yuji stared into his opponent's eyes, feeling that this look was familiar. Although the swords face each other, there is no hatred in these eyes, but guilt, pity and melancholy.

A strange feeling welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but search for the eyes in his memory.

At the moment of distraction, the long sword on the opposite side stabbed at him. He was suddenly startled, took a few steps back, and suddenly became angry, thinking that the opponent did not know how to advance or retreat, so he concentrated again, and in an instant, the true qi penetrated into his arm, and a long sword resisted straight up

The two long swords were once again pointed against each other. After just holding each other for a moment, the tip of the Qingyu Sword pierced into the opponent's sword body like a broken bamboo.

Fan Mingyou couldn't believe his eyes, only to see Chun Yuji's long sword slowly sent out, the tip of the sword pierced into the top of his long sword, and the thick sword body was instantly cut into several petals, curling and stretching out like a flower bud blooming, reflecting waves of metallic cold air against the pale winter sun.

Chun Yu pursed his mouth a few times, his face was expressionless, and his right hand gathered his strength to slowly push the sharp tip of the Qingyu Sword forward.

At this time, a snowflake fell between his eyebrows, he frowned, raised his head to look directly at his opponent, and the familiar eyes came into view again, and in memory, those eyes were kind and warm. He couldn't help twitching in his heart, and suddenly realized that his long sword was about to pierce into the hilt of the opponent's sword, and hurriedly stretched out his right foot to stabilize his figure, and the long sword in his hand stopped in mid-air.

He was surprised to find that even though he stopped attacking, the other party not only did not stop, but continued to hold the long sword that had been broken into wisps and had no killing power, and stabbed at him.

Chun Yuji was stunned by the opponent's almost crazy actions, and instinctively raised his sword to fight, but the other party did not dodge, he watched his Qingyu sword unstoppably stab into the opponent's chest.

The moment Fan Minh You turned over and dismounted, he thought about his ending. When he saw the Qing Yu Sword piercing his long sword like a bamboo, endless sorrow swelled in his heart. Before long, his mind was blank, and there was no fear, and the whole person rushed forward with his sword as if he was inertia.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, countless stars flew in front of him, and as soon as his legs became weak, he lay down on the cold snow, and soon became confused.

Chun Yu looked at the other party and slowly fell, an inexplicable sadness floated in his heart, and he sighed softly. At that moment, a cold wind blew, lifting the black cloth that covered the face of the man lying on the ground.

Chun Yu glanced at it casually, thinking about how he could think that the person seemed familiar, and when he saw the person's face clearly, his heart suddenly tightened, and he screamed "Ah", hurriedly pounced, knelt beside the person, and called in a trembling voice: "General Fan, General Fan." ”

"Pham Minh Woo." Liu Xun and Twelve Lang also recognized Fan Mingyou, they seemed to have expected it, and the two looked at each other. Liu Xun's face was gloomy, gritted his teeth and said softly: "I don't know what to do." ”

Twelve Lang couldn't tell who the emperor was talking about, so he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Fan Mingyou is rebellious, he has failed the emperor's grace, and his sin is unforgivable." ”

Liu Xun snorted and looked down at Chun Yuji and Fan Mingyou.

Chun Yuji didn't expect that it was Fan Mingyou who stabbed him. As soon as he said goodbye to the reading platform in Liuli, Fan Mingyou and Qihua were gone, he was worried about Qihua in his heart, and wanted to find out the news from Fan Mingyou, but he found Fan's mansion several times, but he didn't see Fan Mingyou. Unexpectedly, Fan Mingyou he saw was already lying on the ground and dying.

He was remorseful and anxious, kneeling beside Fan Mingyou, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying. Suddenly, he noticed that Fan Mingyou's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and he whispered: "General Fan, General Fan." ”

Fan Mingyou opened his eyes slightly, Chun Yu didn't dare to touch him, but shouted softly: "General Fan, General Fan." I'm Chun Yuji. ”

Fan Mingyou turned his gaze to him and muttered, "It's Chun Yu Gongzi." ”

Chun Yu was overjoyed, nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, yes, General Fan, I am Chun Yuji"

"General?" Pham Minh Woo muttered and closed his eyes weakly.

Chun Yu panicked a few times and shouted eagerly: "General Fan, General Fan." ”

Fan Mingyou fell asleep for a while, seemed to be woken up by him, slowly opened his eyes, and looked around.

Chun Yuji was surprised to find that Fan Mingyou's eyes were blazing at this time, and a layer of blush appeared on his pale face.

He stared at Chun Yuji and smiled, "General? The general sprinkled his blood on the battlefield, and shrouded his body in horse leather. Chun Yu didn't know how to respond for a while, and stayed there.

"Are you trying to find Qihua?" Fan Minh You said to himself.

"Yes, yes." Chun Yu answered several times hesitantly.

Fan Mingyou grinned: "Qihua is in Liuli Town-" Speaking of this, clusters of blood foam appeared in his mouth, and after a slight pause, he spit out two words with difficulty: "Wait for you." "I turned my head away, and there was no sound.

Chun Yu was a doctor, and when he saw Fan Mingyou wake up suddenly, he knew that it was a return to the light, and in the face of such a scene, his heart became more and more sad. He gently dragged the black cloth over Fan Minh You's face.

Twelve Lang has heard many legendary stories about Fan Mingyou, the general of Duliao, and the end of the hero is so desolate, and he is also embarrassed in his heart. He was about to greet Chun Yuji, but he heard a rumbling sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and after a while, a large group of forbidden cavalry rushed over.

Chun Yuji slowly stood up, didn't mind everyone's eyes, walked to Fan Mingyou's mount, pondered for a moment, and then turned over and got on the horse, his legs clamped suddenly. The steed neighed and galloped north.

Twelve Lang was afraid that Chun Yuji's actions would annoy the emperor, so he glanced at it quietly, but saw that the emperor looked indifferent, and watched Chun Yuji go away. After a while, Chun Yuji's figure was no longer visible, and he couldn't help but peek at it again, and was surprised to find that a smile that was not easy to be noticed on the emperor's face.

Twelve Lang was relieved at this time, stepped forward to say a few words to the captain of the forbidden army, and took him over to meet the emperor.

Liu Xun glanced at the scattered masked dead soldiers, with a look of disgust on his face, and said, "Take down these thieves." ”

The captain of the forbidden army arched his hand and said, "Oh." He commanded the forbidden army to arrest this group of masked dead soldiers.

Twelve Lang was about to take care of the forbidden military captain not to miss a person, and suddenly he was stunned. He saw that Huo Yun, who had just been smashed to the ground, staggered up.

The black cloth that Huo Yun had originally covered his face didn't know where he had left, and the blood stains on his face had been frozen and solidified, red and white, becoming more and more hideous.

He staggered a few steps with his spear in hand, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Kill the tyrant and settle the world." As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with another thud, and one leg twitched a few times.

Liu Xun glanced at him with disdain, turned his head and said to Twelve Lang: "I'm going back to Chang'an, you clean up this mess here." ”

Twelve Lang arched his hand and replied, "Oh." He instructed Yulin to guard the emperor, and then turned around and shouted loudly: "The Son of Heaven has decreed that all the rebellious ministers and thieves will be taken down, and those who resist will be killed." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a silk towel flew and happened to be on his face. Annoyed, he ripped it off and threw it out.

The light silk towel was blown up by the wind, and Twelve's eyes followed unconsciously. At this unintentional glance, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly reached out to grab the silk towel that was still floating in the air, looked down carefully for a while, and opened his mouth wide in shock.

Liu Xun noticed Twelve Lang's actions and cast an inquiring gaze.

Twelve Lang held the silk scarf and stammered: "This is the customs clearance talisman issued by the Huo clan to Chun Yuyan, which is stamped with the seal of the great general. With that, he handed it over.

Liu Xun was slightly stunned, and did not take it, but just glanced at it, grinned, and whipped his mount. A puff of snow lifted up, and a dozen or so riders disappeared.